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Fury doesn’t say another word, he just disappears.

The moment he’s gone, Ethan spins on me, lashing out and grabbing my arm, pushing me up against the wall. “How fucking stupid do you think I am?”

My knees tremble.

“It’s nothing, Ethan.”

“Do you think I don’t know where you’ve fucking been? I track your car, you stupid fucking bitch. You have been at that club, and you think I haven’t figured it out. Are you fucking him?”

“No,” I cry, shaking my head. “No. I have just been dropping Hope off and helping her. I swear.”

“You’re a fucking liar.”

“Get your fucking hands off her.”

Fury’s voice is a whip, and it travels right up my spine.

Ethan releases me, turning to face the angry biker staring him down, his eyes stone cold. “This is none of your concern, biker.”

“You lay a fuckin’ hand on her again and I’ll ...”

“Fury, stop,” I blurt.

“Fury?” Ethan laughs bitterly. “And you want me to believe there is nothing going on. Come, Alexis. We’re leaving.”

“You’re not takin’ her anywhere.”

Fury stands like a force at the exit to the hallway, refusing to let us past. He’s terrifying, and I know he could take Ethan down with one swing of his fist, but that would end so badly. Not only would I lose my job, but probably my life, too.

“Stop,” I cry out. “Not here. Not now. Please. Just let us leave.”

Ethan takes my arm. “You wouldn’t want to cause a scene and have her lose her job, now would you, biker?”

Fury’s jaw tics.

“Uncle Fury?”

Hope’s small voice comes from behind Fury, and he immediately gathers himself. Turning, he stares down at her. “What is it, honey?”

The way he talks to her has my heart racing.

He cares about her.

So much.

“I need to use the bathroom.”

Fury looks back up at Ethan, who is grinning now.

He knows as well as I do that Fury won’t act out in front of Hope, and he’s right. Tugging his hand, Hope has him turning, and as his gaze rolls over mine, I can see the wild rage in his depths. He wants to stop this, but he knows he can’t. As Ethan pulls me past him, I know that my night is about to go in a direction that I will never come back from.

Everything is over for me.

Fury just made sure of it.

8

Sitting in my car, staring down at my trembling hands, I try to gather myself. My breathing is ragged, my mouth is tender, and there is blood running from a wound in my head. My ribs feel as though they’re broken, and every breath is like fire. Ethan made sure that I would never, ever cross him again. He ensured I knew that for the rest of my days he was in control.

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